~~A few weeks later~~


“Alty, I love you! Let’s have a baby!”


“No, mate me, honey! It will feel so good!”


His mothers’ breasts squished up against him, a pair on either side. He could feel their arms wrap around him, fingers trailing up and down his belly and back. He looked up to see their faces grinning down at him, eyes half closed and full of lust. As they pressed closer to him he could feel the warmth of their cocks against him. He grinned back, arms hugging Tahara’s waist.


“I want babies with you both!”


He felt himself being lowered onto his back, laying on top of Elana with his neck between her breasts.


“As many as you want, darling…”


Altrue’s eyes quickly opened and he sat up in bed, looking around the room. His heart was pumping fast, and his hands were trembling a little. Besides himself his bed was empty. No sign of his naked mothers offering to let him mate with them. He flopped back down onto the bed, looking up at the dimly lit wood ceiling.


A dream.


To his right he could hear the creaking of his parents’ bed and already knew what they were doing. Looking over he saw Tahara sitting on Elana’s hips, bouncing up and down on her cock while her own was bouncing around between them. They didn’t seem to notice that he was awake yet, keeping their moans under their breath. The ten year old could feel his cocks hard between the fur blankets, twitching slightly as he watched his mothers.


He continued to watch them as the minutes wore on, that funny feeling returning as he did. He drank in the view of Tahara riding her girlfriend, holding her breasts in place so they wouldn’t bounce around, milk leaking from her nipples, her cock occasionally slapping against Elana’s belly when she dropped down. Altrue caught himself wondering what it felt like to be Elana, what it might look like seeing Tahara riding him like that.


He felt something drip onto his belly, pulling him from his thoughts. He lifted the sheets to see something leaking from the tips of his shafts. A clear fluid. As he watched another drop fell. He furrowed his brow and wiped it away. It felt thick, kinda sticky. What was it? It wasn’t pee… As he was shifting he felt wet between his legs, behind his balls. He reached down and found that his mound was moist with… something. What was going on?


He looked back over at his moms, the two still lost in their activity. Tahara leaned over so she could kiss her girlfriend, the two moaning as they slid their long tongues into the other’s mouth. They would occasionally break apart for a moment, Altrue able to see their tongues wrestling before they pressed their lips back together. They finally broke apart, their lips and chins dripping with saliva.


“How’s my womb feel?” Tahara whispered, her face centimeters from her girlfriend’s.


“Amazing, Tari,” she whispered back, pulling her in for another open-mouthed kiss, their tongues wrestling once more.


What’s a womb, Altrue thought.


“Then fill it,” Tahara demanded when she finally pulled apart, starting to bounce faster. Elana bit her lip and closed her eyes, gripping the older dragon’s thighs. The sound of scales smacking together filled the room as Tahara worked her partner to climax. Elana’s moans grew in pitch until she hit her limit. She let out a growl and pulled Tahara down onto her cock, her hips bucking as she pumped her seed into the older dragon’s womb. Tahara let out a pleasured moan as she was filled.


“Mmf, yes…,” she breathed, pulling herself free of Elana’s grasp and starting to bounce once more. Now it was her turn.


Altrue’s face was flushed a bright red as he watched them, his cocks practically oozing pre now, and his mound was completely soaked. He’d never felt like this before. Tahara closed her eyes as she rode her girlfriend, her moans growing in pitch just as Elana’s had done. At last she let out a high pitched moan as she came, her cock shooting rope after rope of her seed onto Elana’s belly and chest.


“Goddess yes, mmm, ahh…” she moaned as her orgasm continued, her bounces slowing down until she was just sitting on Elana’s hips, her cock throbbing and twitching as it oozed out the last of her seed. Tahara panted and opened her eyes, looking down at her girlfriend with a smile. Elana giggled and smiled back, rubbing her thighs.


“What got you so worked up, huh?”


“Might be getting close to my heat,” she said, Altrue perking up at her words. His mom might be able to get pregnant?


“Sounds like I might, mmf, be taking it for a couple weeks,” Elana said, a sigh of pleasure leaving her as she pulled herself out of Tahara. Tahara laughed and leaned down to kiss her girlfriend, much calmer than their previous kisses.


“I don’t think you’ll mind that,” she purred. Elana kissed back, shaking her head as they pulled apart.


“I don’t think I will…”


Tahara giggled and got up from the bed, stretching her legs out as they were starting to cramp. She looked over at Altrue’s bed and saw that he was awake, giving him a small wave. “Morning, honey.”


He waved back, still slightly flustered from the scene. “M-morning, Mommy.”


“Wanna get the food started while I clean up?” she asked, looking over her shoulder as she headed to the washroom. He nodded and slid out of bed, Tahara chuckling to herself when she saw his morning woods. It was becoming almost as routine as herself and Elana mating in the mornings. Altrue set about getting started on breakfast, setting out plates of fairly evenly cut bread, meat, and fruit slices. He wasn’t that good with making eggs so he’d leave that to one of his moms.


The two adults entered the room shortly after he was finished with his contribution to breakfast. Tahara headed over to the kitchen, thanking him for helping and starting on the eggs. She cracked a few into a pan and took it to the fire, which Elana had just put new logs on. After a couple minutes Tahara returned to the kitchen with the sizzling pan, Altrue’s nose following the smell instinctively as his mouth started to water. She finished plating the food, spreading butter on the slices of toasted bread before licking her fingers off. The family sat down to enjoy their breakfast, munching and sipping quietly.


“There’s a fertility ritual in town next week, so I’m going to have to go and gather materials,” Tahara said between bites. “Want to come with me, Alty?”


His ears perked up. “Are you going into the forest?” he asked, excitedly. She smiled and nodded.


“Yes, honey. Probably for a couple hours.”


“Yay! Can I come along, Mom, please?” He was practically bouncing in his chair.


“I offered, didn’t I?” she replied with a smile. “Bring your bow, you can practice while I’m gathering.”


“Okay, thank you!” he said excitedly, rushing through his breakfast despite still having to wait for his mothers to finish theirs. Once they were finished the three got dressed, tossing on their simple outfits that they would ditch almost immediately. Tahara grabbed her satchel and slung it over her shoulder before picking up a thick pair of leather gloves, something she’d need for picking through the thorny bushes that dotted the forest floor. Altrue was the last one ready, having trouble getting his quiver to tighten. Elana knelt down in front of him and helped him tighten the strap before giving him a smile and poking his nose.


“Look at you, my little man,” she said, pride in her voice. “I bet you’ll be a great hunter.”


Altrue flushed at the attention but couldn’t help but puff his chest out a bit. He grabbed his bow and hurried over to stand next to the door, waiting for his moms. Once they joined him they set out into the warm summer air, heading towards the trees in the distance.


***


“So what’s a fertility ritual?”


The three were walking along a slightly worn path in the forest, one Tahara had carved over years of exploring for ingredients. Altrue was busy balancing on a fallen tree while Tahara was picking leaves and petals off a nearby flower bush, Elana sitting next to the boy to make sure he didn’t fall.


“Well, sometimes couples in the village have a hard time having a baby,” she explained, opening her satchel and placing the clippings inside. “So, I make a special tonic, paint some runes, and pray to the goddess with them.”


She stood up and dusted off her hands, turning to face them. She had some dirt smudges on her face and chest, and her fingers were stained with dirt and various plant residues. Trips like these were the only time he’d see his mother willingly get dirty.


“It almost always works. Sometimes they even have twins!”


“What’s hard about having a baby?” Altrue asked, failing to balance and instead sitting down next to Elana. “You did it when you were my age, right?”


Elana chuckled and placed an arm around his shoulders. “That was mostly your mother’s doing, but yes. It wasn’t hard for us.”


“It’s not that easy for some folks, so we help them out,” Tahara said, scraping some dirt out from under her claw. “No one knows why. Maybe the goddess just needs a little convincing sometimes.”


Altrue nodded and fell in line behind his moms as they continued through the forest, Tahara occasionally stopping to pick a flower or leaf or root. In the past he used to ride on Elana’s shoulders during trips like these; it had been a while since he was small enough for that. As they walked he played with his bow, occasionally firing off an arrow towards a tree in the distance before running off to retrieve it. Sometimes he’d even hit the tree he was aiming at. Tahara kept an eye on him while he played, making sure he didn’t hurt himself or wander off too far. Darli had been right. Now that the bow was stained and polished, the wood shown a brilliant rose pink, standing out sharply against the brown and green of the forest, or the blue of his scales.


After a while of walking the scent of water caught his nose. They were close to one of the island’s many rivers that flowed from the mountains out to the ocean. Sure enough, after a couple of minutes the path they were following led them to a gap in the trees, and Altrue pushed ahead to get a look at the water but was stunned at what he saw. The river was rougher than he’d ever seen it, the snowmelt from the mountains filling the river past its banks. Foam swirled and churned on the surface, and he wasn’t able to tell how deep it was, but he could easily tell how fast it was going. A branch floating on the surface was nearly a blur as it rocketed by.


“Well, damn. Guess we’ll have to go back,” Tahara said, crossing her arms over her breasts. Altrue glanced back at her, a look of disappointment on his face.


“No, why? We can’t keep going?” He liked their trips out into the forest and didn’t want to go home just yet.


“No, honey. We can’t get you across,” Tahara replied, looking down at him. Normally she could just fly across, and Elana swim, but she wasn’t able to carry Altrue anymore, and they wouldn’t risk Elana taking him. She gave him a soft smile when she saw his expression and knelt down in front of him. “It’s not your fault, it’s just too dangerous for you.”


Altrue was quiet for a moment as he wrestled with his thoughts, but ultimately nodded. “Okay…”


“Did we get everything you needed?” Elana asked, and Tahara nodded, standing back up.


“Yeah, but there’s some herbs I wanted to restock on that way. Guess it will have to wait…” She huffed and turned around, walking back the direction they came. Elana followed after her, waving her webbed hand at Altrue.


“C’mon, Alty! We might get back in time for lunch!”


Altrue took a step after them, then another, then came to a halt. He looked back over the river. It was a swirling, churning mess of rapids and foam, but something caught his eye. Several large, moss-covered boulders were still above the surface, if only barely. They weren’t directly in a row but they were close enough to each other to form a jagged line that reached the other side of the river. He quickly looked back and forth between his mothers retreating backs and the boulder path. He balled his fist and turned back to the river. He was tired of being told he was too young to do something. That everything was too dangerous. He was tired of holding his mothers back all the time.


“I’ll show them I’m old enough,” he muttered, walking back to the river’s edge. Maybe if he made it they’d let him go on trips to the village. Let him see her rituals. Maybe even let him explore the island.


Maybe they’d let him mate.


He locked his gaze on the first stone, judging the distance as best as he could. He took several steps back, giving himself plenty of distance. He swallowed his fear, and plenty of nervous saliva, before running as fast as he could towards the river. He planted his foot and pushed off with the other as hard as he could, launching himself towards the boulder.


He landed, just barely. The surface was slick with both water and moss. He teetered for a moment, arms flailing as he caught his balance, finally standing upright. He hissed at the cold water as he was splashed, and his tail instinctively recoiled as it momentarily dipped into the snowmelt. He felt a smile creep onto his lips. One down.


Over the roar of the water he could hear his name being called, his parents a ways ahead noticing that he wasn’t following them. He didn’t have much time if he wanted to impress them. He focused his sights on the next boulder, but felt a growing pit of nervousness in his stomach. This boulder was even further away, and he couldn’t get a running start this time. Not to mention it didn’t have a flat top like the one he was standing on. The water was roaring in his ears; it hadn’t seemed this loud from the riverbank. But he was determined. He knelt down, gathering all his strength, and pushed off from the rock.


His foot slipped as he jumped.


He fell face first into the frigid, surging water. The intense cold made him gasp, instantly filling his mouth and throat with water. He choked, thrashing around to try to find his way up. His head finally broke the surface, and he yelled out as best he could, the water gargling his words. He was pushed back under the water again, tumbling as the currents tossed him around. The world was white with foam, he couldn’t tell the difference between up or down. The water stung his eyes and he shut them tight.


The two adults ran back to the riverbank, hearing their son’s cries. Tahara's eyes went wide, her heart sinking to her toes as she saw the scene. “Oh goddess, Altrue!” she called, panic quickly setting in as she raced after her son, the river pulling him along faster than she could run. He surfaced again, taking the best gasp he could as he called out to them, his hands weakly reaching towards them before he disappeared once more.


“Hold on, Alty!” she called again, still running after him, but she felt herself being pushed aside as Elana raced out in front of her, practically a blue and grey blur as she ran. She leapt off the riverbank and into the water, taking off like a torpedo as her strong tail pushed her through the water, the currents aiding her speed. It was hard to see through the bubbles and foam, but eventually she spotted the blue flash of scales that was her son. She was upon him in moments, crashing into him and wrapping her arms around him. She felt him grab her back, claws digging into her soft scales hard enough to draw blood. She ignored the pain and rotated her body, kicking off from the riverbed and surging to the surface. She reached it in less than a second, her speed carrying the two of them high into the air. They tumbled several times before landing hard on the bank of the river, Elana’s body wrapped around her son’s to protect him from the fall.


She held him close as he shivered and coughed and cried, letting him rest for a moment before she plugged his nose and pressed her lips against his. His eyes went wide at the sudden kiss, then convulsed as he felt the water being pulled from his lungs, Elana’s chest expanding sharply. Her gills spit a surprising amount of water onto the ground next to them, pulled from his airway. She broke off the kiss and laid him down on the ground, allowing him to cough and gasp, his now cleared lungs able to breathe properly again. She took the opportunity to inspect the rest of him, seeing various cuts and abrasions from collisions with rocks underwater, the water dripping off him tinged red.


Tahara caught up to them, breathing heavily, and collapsed to her knees next to her son. She pulled Altrue into a hug, tears in her eyes as she rocked him.


“Oh goddess, Alty… I was so scared,” she cried, squeezing him as tight as she could. Elana moved over and embraced the two of them, allowing herself a ragged breath as her adrenaline subsided.


“M-mommy…” Altrue cried, pressing his muzzle between Tahara’s cleavage. “I’m… s-sorry…”


“Oh, honey, shhh,” she soothed, pulling away to give him a weak smile. She wiped away his tears with her thumb. “Don’t be sorry, it’s okay. You’re safe now.”


He turned to Elana and broke down, crying into her chest as well. “Th-thank hic thank you, Mommy…”


Elana just squeezed him as tight as she could, blinking away her own tears. “Sweetie, of course, I’ll always be there for you.”


Altrue continued to cry as the two hugged him, both out of fear and pain as his adrenaline wore off and the aches in his body could be felt. Elana eventually picked the weak boy up in her arms, holding him close to her as they walked back to the temple, their pace as quick as they could make it.


“M-my bow…” Altrue cried, feeling across his chest for the string of his weapon. It wasn’t there.


***


Three hours later, Altrue was laid out on the couch in their home, bandages on his wounds, sniffling as he nibbled on a bowl of caramelized fruits. His head was in Tahara’s lap, which she was gently petting and stroking, occasionally teasing his ears or plucking at his spines. Elana was simply sitting on the floor next to the fire pit, warming herself on the flames, bandages on her arm and back from where Altrue’s claws had gouged her. The two had avoided pushing the topic of why he had gone into the river until he was more relaxed, but the older dragon felt it had been long enough.


“Alty?” she said softly. He looked up at her with tired eyes, looking past her pierced nipples and to her face.


“Uh-huh?”


“Do you wanna tell us why you tried to cross the river?” she asked, trying to make her voice as non-threatening as possible. The boy winced at the question, eyes looking away from his mother.


“Are you mad at me..?” he mumbled, nervously flicking the end of his tail.


“We’re not mad, sweetie,” Elana said, moving away from the fire to sit at his feet. “We just wanna know why.”


Altrue nodded slowly, taking a long moment before he spoke. “Um, I just… I didn’t like that you were sad,” he said softly, looking down at his fruits. “You wanted to get your, uh, stuff. Whatever it was…”


“Alty, I could have gotten it another day,” Tahara said. “I didn’t need it now.”


“I know, but I wanted you to have it,” he said, looking back up at her. “I don’t like it when you can’t do something because of me. You say I'm growing but I can’t do anything you do. I can’t go to the village or see the rituals or explore the island. You do so much cool stuff for the tribe, Mommy. You help people all the time. I wanna be special like you two.”


Tahara and Elana were silent for a moment, taking their son’s words in. They knew he had been feeling left out but they didn’t know it was to this extent.


“Alty…” Elana said softly. “You are special. You’re our baby. You might not understand what that means right now, but you will in the future. You’re very special to us, and to the tribe.”


“You keep saying that but you won’t ever let me do anything…”


“Because we want to protect you, sweetie,” Tahara said. “What if this had happened when it was just you and me, out there somewhere on the island? I couldn’t have saved you.”


He nodded slowly and didn’t meet her eyes. “I-I know… but I feel like I’m grown enough to be trying things! I wanna see the island and explore and have fun. I wanna see the village. I-I wanna mate and have babies like you two.”


The two adults exchanged a glance. Tahara took a deep breath and looked down at her son. “Honey, doing all those things comes with a lot of responsibility. Before we let you do any of those things, you would need to show me that you’re responsible enough, okay?”


“How do I do that?”


“We can discuss all that tomorrow, okay? You’re tired and hurt and you need to rest.”


Altrue frowned but nodded. “Okay… I lost my bow…”


“We know, honey. We’ll talk to Darli about getting you a new one,” Elana said.


“She’s gonna be so mad at me,” Altrue said, covering his face and sounding like he was going to cry.


“No, she won’t,” Tahara said. “It wasn’t your fault, she’ll understand.” She leaned down to kiss his forehead. “We love you, Alty. Very much. We’ll take care of everything.”


“I love you, too.” he said, giving them tired smiles.


They sat together in silence as Altrue munched on his fruits, eyes slowly closing as time went on. Finally, as the sun set behind the horizon, he closed his eyes completely. The stress of the day had taken its toll. The mothers smiled down at their son, and Tahara gently picked him up in her arms. She carried him into the bedroom and placed the young boy down onto his bed, tucking him in and giving him a small kiss on the forehead. He awoke just long enough to weakly reach out for a hug, and the older dragon leaned in to give him one. After he released her he muttered a quiet “love you” before rolling over. Tahara smiled down at him before walking over to sit on her bed, letting out a heavy sigh. Elana joined her, putting an arm around her shoulders and giving a soft kiss on the cheek. The two adults smiled at one another before leaning in for a long kiss. They broke apart after a moment, nuzzling one another as they pulled their naked bodies close. For a long while they cuddled, the stress and worry of the day melting away as they held one another.


“What should we do?” Elana asked after a long silence. Tahara didn’t answer for almost as long.


“Well, I’m not going to lie. If he wants to start coming to the village and exploring the island, he’ll have to prove he’s ready.”


“And how is he going to do that? We don’t give him many opportunities to do much…”


“I’ll give him some chores,” Tahara said, nuzzling her snout between her girlfriend’s breasts. “Simple ones at first, daily tasks. Then if he can do those reliably I’ll give him more challenging ones over time.”


Elana nodded and hugged her partner close. “That’s not a bad idea. He always seems eager to help out.”


“Mhm. I think he’ll take to them well.”


“And what about the, uh, mating?”


Tahara gave a tired laugh. “I don’t know. He’s not wrong about anything he said. We do mate all the time around him, and he’s reaching the age when he’s going to start thinking about that.”


“He’s basically the same age as when I got pregnant, as we were doing it like rabbits after you got me pregnant.”


Tahara giggled and kissed the younger dragon. “It’s not like we don’t still do that.”


“We’ve calmed down a lot since then,” Elana replied, her hands sliding up and down Tahara’s back. “We actually get out of bed before noon.”


“We should probably teach him about mating,” Tahara said, looking over at her sleeping son. “I think if we keep leaving him in the dark it will just make him more mad. I remember how confused I was at that age, dealing with my urges.”


Elana was quiet for a moment before speaking. “Should we mate with him?”


“I think it’s for the best that we do,” Tahara said. “We can show him how it’s done and answer any questions he might have. We’re his moms, it’s our job to raise and teach him.”


Elana nodded after a moment. “That’s true. Our moms and dads probably would have done that for us, too, right?”


“I have no idea… Normal families are so different from us, and they don’t have the extra urges that we do,” Tahara replied, thinking about how she had to learn about sex and her heats mostly on her own. “At least this way he can experience it before he goes into heat, and there’s no way he can get pregnant.”


“Are you going to be okay? With your heat coming up?”


Tahara nodded, though she wasn’t sure herself. “I’ll just control myself. And if I slip, well, we’ve been talking about more kids,” she said, giving Elana a sheepish smile.


“Tari…”


“Hey, I said if! Sometimes things happen. He has been saying he wants babies…”


Elana shook her head, but couldn’t hide her smile. “It is your turn to be pregnant.”


Tahara giggled but then sighed. “Let’s let him heal and recover. We can show him in a week or so.”


“Sounds good to me.”


“I love you, Ela.”


“Love you, too, Tari. Think Alty will be able to handle you in heat? You’re almost too much for me sometimes.”


Tahara chuckled and pressed her face in her girlfriend’s cleavage. “I’ll go gentle with him. Wouldn’t want to scare the poor thing.”


Elana giggled and leaned over to blow the candles on the nightstand out, leaving the flickering firelight from the living room the only source of light as the couple drifted off to sleep.